When it comes to aging, our kids are our most honest critics, no filters, if you want the truth the whole truth, and nothing but the truth just ask your kids! Even when you don’t ask for their unsolicited criticism, they are happy to give it you. During my early fifties the aging process began to surpass all attempts to hold on to what was left of my youth. Little did I realize that certain aging characteristics had permanently taken up residence on my face.
